In The Sunflowers

Thing about sunflowers is

They grow to face the rising sun

The young ones peeking golden faces

Up over a sea of green

Reaching out to it

The old ones

Saturated in time and light

Surrendering their glow in its beams

To make their offerings of seeds

Into the earth from which they have come

Cows mooing at the edge of the patch

Friends and families laughing

The gentle hum of cars on a distant highway 

You would follow me here

To the middle of all of this living

Shake shake, shaking in the cabinet

Imagining myself walking into the ocean

To take it in as it takes me in 

I came here to hide

Away From all the sad in my head

To be with the sunflowers

I came for their company

To inhale the sunlight that lives around them

To walk into this sea of green

To take it in as they take me in

The sunflowers face the rising sun

To perpetually meet the morning

They lap in its rays until

They are full of time and sunlight

Only then

They will bow their heads

Making their grain offering to Earth 

From which they have come

But never before

And so shall I